Early Start

Pants were laid out and socks chosen last night along with a new plan to shave seconds off the pre-dawn ritual, tracksuit bottoms. One less thing to worry about (no-one's arguing that an elasticated waistband isn't practical).

Meant getting to the beach just as the sun crested the horizon to reveal 3ft of perfection. Groomed banks for almost a week of swell meant real peaks. South West France type peaks (as Aggro would say, or reckon for that matter). Probably stayed in for far longer than I should have but it was just too good. Head high sets, pitching perfectly. There were people tucking in everywhere. Crawled out and to work (on time, yes) feeling a lot better about the rest of the day.